Chapter 149 Jade Cauldron Immortal was thrown away by a mosquito.
Chapter 149 Jade Cauldron Immortal was thrown away by a mosquito.
Drain the estuary.
Master Yu Ding wailed incessantly, desperately wanting to refuse, but his dead legs wouldn't obey him, dragging him along like a dragonfly skimming the water:
"Yang Jiao, slow down, Yang Jiao. Let's talk this out. Don't be impulsive."
"Actually, I don't really want the ginseng fruit. After all, if I'm already dead, eating that fruit won't do me any good... Calm down!"
He abruptly pulled his hand away from Yang Jiao's, and upon closer inspection, saw that his wrist was covered in bright red blood.
But none of that matters!
Even ginseng fruit is no longer important!
Master Yuding was on the verge of tears, and pleaded with Yang Jiao:
"I have no cultivation and suffered internal injuries after traveling through the Jiangshan Sheji Map. I absolutely cannot ride the clouds with you to such a far place."
Upon hearing that Master Yuding had been injured in the illusion within the picture, Yang Jiao became even more resolute:
"Then we must go! We'll go and ask the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi to give you a proper check-up and heal your wounds."
"No need. What am I, a mere Taoist priest? How could I possibly be worthy of having a great immortal treat my wounds?"
"Please don't refuse, Master Zhen Yuanzi is a very warm and kind person with a gentle temperament."
Master Yu Ding chuckled, looking at Yang Jiao with suspicion, and said:
"Are we talking about the same person? Enthusiastic? Good-tempered? Zhen Yuanzi?"
Everyone in the Three Realms knows that the person with the worst temper is Zhen Yuanzi the Great Immortal! He is meticulous and holds grudges for hundreds of millions of years.
Who would dare to mess with him?
If he has such a good temper, how can his ginseng fruit tree still bear fruit?
He now suspects that the person Yang Jiao saw was not Zhen Yuanzi at all!
It might have been altered by someone else; that gold-plated Boshan incense burner is also a fake.
Yang Jiao was puzzled. How could it not be the same person? Zhen Yuanzi's uncle had such a good temper! He was so warm and welcoming.
He only gave away a little bit of the Breath Soil, and in return he not only gave away a bunch of magic treasures, but also taught him the Hidden Universe Technique!
So he retorted, unconvinced:
"The rumors in the Three Realms are all false! Zhen Yuanzi loves having people to talk to and drink tea with him. You people have all made stereotypes. I want to set the record straight for the Great Immortal!"
"If you want everyone to know that Zhen Yuanzi has a good temper, just go knock on the door of Wuzhuang Temple and you'll see!"
Master Yu Ding's eyes widened in surprise.
How dare you knock on the door of Wuzhuang Temple?
He said slowly:
"Young friend, you've really been affected by my junior brother's lousy 'Map of Mountains and Rivers,' and you've actually created illusions outside the illusion."
Even Master Yuding dared not imagine what a tragic end would be if some unlucky soul believed Yang Jiao's words and actually went to knock on Zhen Yuanzi's door.
Even before it happened, he had already begun to mourn for others.
Yang Jiao had a quarrel with Master Yu Ding, and she squatted angrily by the river, watching the fish swim around in the water, and muttered to herself:
"We made a deal: I'd take you to Wuzhuang Temple, and you'd take me to Jin'ao Island. You broke your promise!"
Master Yu Ding's eyes widened in anger, and he fanned himself, his hair flying wildly as he said:
"My word is my bond! Can't we do it another day?"
Seeing the two arguing, Mosquito Taoist suddenly darted between them and said to Yang Jiao:
"Yang Jiao, don't be angry. If he won't take you, Mosquito will."
"What are you doing here?!" Master Yu Ding's heart pounded wildly in fright!
This mosquito spirit really seems like someone who would dare to lead Yang Jiao to her death.
As the grand-nephew of the Tongtian Sect Master, I wouldn't be kicked out of Jin'ao Island if I went there. But these two, wouldn't they be killed by the Jie Sect disciples?!
Hearing Master Yuding yell at him, Mosquito Taoist felt extremely wronged.
With eyes brimming, he seemed frail and weak as he reached out and tossed Jade Cauldron Immortal aside, leaving only a sliver of light on the horizon.
The voice of Master Yuding came from afar:
"The Tongtian Sect Leader is on Jin'ao Island..."
There are many apprentices, some good and some bad, so don't go...
Yang Jiao, who was behind, didn't hear anything. She slowly looked in the direction where Yu Ding Zhenren had flown away and thought with emotion, "Zhenren is a good person. He even reminded me that Tongtian Jiaozhu is on Jin'ao Island!"
Mosquito Taoist looked at his hands and muttered something:
"I didn't use much force, how did it fly so far?"
He turned back to Yang Jiao and explained:
"He said he was a disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable. Such a powerful disciple of a sage, I only used a little force, I won't fall to my death, will I?"
Mosquito Taoist was about to go look for it when Yang Jiao sighed:
"Never mind, he's so strong, even if I were to fall to my death, he wouldn't."
Master Tongtian, since you're on Jin'ao Island, go back and prepare your apprenticeship gifts before going to find him!
With nothing but the unknown ahead, Yang Jiao felt utterly lost.
He got up sullenly and called to Mosquito Taoist to go home together.
The Yang residence.
When Yang Jiao returned home, Yao Ji was sitting on a chair in the courtyard, with Yang Jian in front of her, his head bowed and not saying a word.
Mosquito Taoist, with his sharp eyes, noticed Yang Jian's expression and immediately transformed into a mosquito to conceal his presence, hiding on Yang Jiao's shoulder, laughing heartily to himself.
Oh dear, Yang Jian has gotten into trouble and gotten scolded!
We must stop breastfeeding! We absolutely must stop breastfeeding!
Yang Jiao immediately stepped forward and smiled at Yao Ji:
"Mother, Jiao'er is back."
Yao Ji stood up, turned her around to look her over, patted her head, and praised her:
"Jiao'er did a great job. You saved the people of Guankou. Good child."
Yang Jiao blushed with embarrassment at the praise, then looked up and asked:
"Mother, what's wrong with Erlang?"
Mentioning Yang Jian, Yao Ji felt both helpless and amused, and said angrily while holding her belly:
"Go ask your good younger brother."
Immediately, Yao Ji rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache, and went back into the house.
After leaving behind the siblings.
Yang Jiao looked at Yang Jian and saw that he was full of resentment, his puffed-up cheeks full of stubbornness.
Perhaps because his sister had returned, Yang Jian felt he had someone on his side, and shouted even louder at Yao Ji's retreating figure:
"I'll have a little brother! The one in Mommy's belly is a little brother!"
"You'll agree to Jian'er's request."
Yang Jiao: ...
So that's why you're so stubborn?
She was speechless.
Yang Jian turned to his sister and said:
"Sister, why don't you go and tell Mother that we absolutely have to have a younger brother?"
Yang Jiao also started to have a headache:
"Jian'er, this isn't something your older sister can decide."
Yang Jian's wish was dashed, and in frustration, he squatted down by the flowerbed and started pulling weeds again, muttering in a low voice:
"I want a younger brother..."
"Hmph! If you don't give Jian'er a younger brother, then Jian'er will never drink milk again!"
These words carried no threat whatsoever.
However, it greatly stirred the heart of Mosquito Daoist!
Seeing that there was no one else around, it immediately transformed into human form and faced Yang Jian, overjoyed, saying:
"That's ambitious! Mosquitoes support you!"
You absolutely must wean your baby.
If you drink one less bottle, the mosquitoes will drink one more.
Hearing someone agree with him, even though it was Mosquito Taoist, with whom he didn't get along, Yang Jian's mood improved greatly.
He smeared the grass juice on his hands onto the mosquito Taoist's red skirt and slapped it hard several times, leaving more marks.
Mosquito Taoist took a step back.
Now I finally understand why Yang Jiao sometimes wants to punch him; her hands are so itchy...
Yang Jian was extremely indignant.
Girls are the scariest thing in the world; he doesn't want a younger sister.
With Yang Jiao in front and another similar younger sister coming behind, Yang Jian felt he was stuck in the middle, and his life was going to be very difficult.
It's terrifying to even think about!
Yang Jiao wasn't going to indulge him at this time. Erlang was stubborn by nature. If she went along with the conversation and said it was a younger brother, he would probably tear the roof off when Yang Chan was born!
So he shattered his illusion, saying:
"Erlang, you'll definitely have a little sister."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian paused.
He yelled "Wow!"
The entire Yang residence was filled with the sound of his breakdown.
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